Published: September 12th 2011July 20th 2011
Love on the Amalfi coast
Nikki gave me the strangest look when I asked her to take a picture of me & then started switching my phone on and off lol
This is our last blog from our honeymoon in Italy.
We got the train from Pompeii to Sorrento and decided to get a coach from Sorrento to Amalfi, we could have got a boat instead but seeing as this was the part of the trip where we actually got to relax & sunbathe I didn’t want to spend ages trying to find out where to get a boat when the coach was in front of me.
I should have really done a bit more research as the coach journey was nearly two hours long and the boat trip would have been about 40 minutes. The Amalfi coast is full of long winding roads on the edge of cliffs, if you’re on the side of the coach that looks out you have a great view but if you’re on the other side there is not much to see, unless you like rocks.
We were last on the coach so had to stand for almost the entire journey, this would have been fine however what happened next was not pleasant. As we drove up and down, around and around it felt like we were on a rollercoaster suddenly it happened,
the long and winding road had got the better of a Chinese tourist and she vomited into a bag. But not all of the vomit made it into the bag, some went on the chair in front and on to the floor and guess who was standing pretty much next to her when she threw up? Yes you guessed it. Me.
I do not like the smell of vomit and within no time at all I was hit with the very pungent smell, which made me gag, I leaned over the couple who were sat on the over side of the seats and apologised for getting in their personal space but explained that I may throw up if I smell the vomit for much longer. Luckily they laughed and let me stand unhealthily close to them until a seat became available.
I began to get a little worried as I knew our hotel was in Amalfi but had no idea where to get off. The coach was rammed and there is no way I could have shuffled all the way to the front to ask where to get off so decided to take a chance and get off
at the end of the line and ask someone there. As we eventually pulled in by the beach in Amalfi I saw our hotel, it was literally just over the road from the beach and where we were about to get off. To say I lucked out would be an understatement.
We checked in to the Hotel Residence and as with almost all of our hotels on this trip a bottle of prosecco was waiting for us in the room, I love being on a honeymoon. We had a little balcony overlooking the beach and a couple of chairs on the balcony too.
Unfortunately for us this was the first day of our holiday that the weather wasn’t the best, one second raining the next sunny. Being a Brit I decided to sunbathe in the rain in the hope that the sun would still make it to my pale skin. I laid on my front and spent the rest of the day relaxing, after about 4-5 hours I turned over “Oooh that feels a little sore” I thought. As it turns out a lot of sun made it through the clouds, so much so that it is probably
the second most burnt I have ever been, second only to my sun burn in Cuba after 5 hours of sunbathing with no sun tan lotion on in blistering heat.
We went for a walk to find somewhere to eat dinner and found a lovely little restaurant perched halfway up the cliff overlooking the sea and beach, the food was fantastic and the views were amazing.
We pretty much spent our time in Amalfi just relaxing and eating, what better way to chill out, however our last couple of days were rainy which was a bit of a bummer, this also meant all boat trips were cancelled too. On one of the days that it rained we saw a couple having their wedding pictures taken at the end of the pier just as the rain hit, Nikki felt so sorry for them, we watched as they ran back along the pier giving up halfway conceding the fact they were too wet for it to matter how fast they got back.
On the way home we got a boat from Amalfi to Salerno, then got a train to Naples and once in Naples we got a cab to
the airport. I actually worked out that door to door it takes just as long to get to Amalfi as it does to get to parts of the Middle East.
Well that is our honeymoon over, until the next trip.
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